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Turgon, you feel stronger. [img]smile.gif[/img]
Dagorion, Bobo looks around wonderingly. He then jumps over the iceshield, and attacks the frozen fireball.
The lead drow chuckles gently. "A dumb bear, a Wizard relying on brute force, and a" she pauses "... dwarf. I don`t know why I bother". She lifts the finger with the ring on it, and curves it such that the ring`s gems face Dagorion.
"You first."
The gems flash purple.
Turgon, you see Dagorion consumed in a violet hue. You then see... nothing where he was standing. In shock, you only just hear the drow yell "Now you. See the master !!".
Turgon, Dagorion - you are separated but in the same situation. You can`t sense each other, but the following applies to you both.
Having fallen down what seemed an endless hole, you arrive in a short corridore lined with mirrors. It is just wide enough for you to walk through easily, behind you is another mirror. The only way to go is forward. About 10 metres ahead is a single doorway, blocked by a silvery hue. A voice enters your mind. It announces calmy, without malice or spite, "Come. See the master".
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